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Happiness is the root of all life

We are all unhappy people feeding on shines of never-ending stories of happier people around. Are we? Are they? We are being consumed and trampled over over and over again. After careful consideration and many well-built walls and some exquisite

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Captivity of Love

Like morning haze clinging to sycamores So is my love Captive in the cave of swimmers dancing in the flicker of fires Casting shadows of things that could be…                 Art by John

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Love in summer

Love in the time of summer is like blistering dreams Starting shivers in the lonely slumber Daunted in the arms of dead hours flying like bats Until dawn.                        

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Hope

Hope is a wounded seagull perched on a blue cliff in mid storm. It is the beautiful girl giving you a smile and words that smell like midnight lilies. Hope is the nadir of this imperfect world.      

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Love Labyrinth

Labyrinth is called The love outstretching and unending like the gusts of fadeless despair… Against the mild dews in pure mornings. Tomorrows spread and dawn always Whilst the scent of your Love is immortal. Love is not love if created

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Story

The story in the beginning is always hard… Then you cannot escape it. It coils around you deeper and deeper and burns with words Unwritten. …………………………………………………… I met him one shiny wintry day My heart was as confused as the

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Engleza de joi/ Greenway

Greenway = a belt of parks or rural land surrounding a town or city. I wish you for today To go astray In a beautiful array Of magnificent greenway.

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The desert

“…the desert, where there is the communal book of moonlight. We were among the rumour of wells. In the palace of winds.” ― Michael Ondaatje. The desert… Where everything is communal and eternal. Where every whisper of Love hits the

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What friends?

I have the sun and the full moons, The air and the water blue. The memories of the sweet hills and the crescent moon keeping the vineyards in bloom. For my love I would give My hills wrapped in balmy

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William Blake’s birthday

William Blake: 28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827. “Imagination is the real and eternal world of which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow.” “The tigers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.” “If the doors

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“Language is not like the sun,
heating and scorching
but like the moon
keeping secrets
and the arcane magic of the night
throwing stars
in the lilacs’ claws
till dawn.” -Iulia Halatz

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